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The Wonder of You

Look at you, my precious girl, with your eyes of blue. It looks like God Himself dipped His paint brush into the sky when coloring your eyes. And you, my son, with your brown eyes and wavy blonde hair. I swear angels spun your hair out of butter. Sometimes, when admiring you both, I think to myself “the wonder of you”. You truly are wonderful. You challenge me. You cause me to get up early on the weekends. You leave food and toys and just about anything your hands touch strewn all over the floor. But still, I’m amazed by the wonder of you.

I had no idea how truly incredible you would be. Whoever said blood is thicker than water surely never experienced the supreme delight of adoption. At one time, I could not imagine ever having you in my life, and now I cannot imagine my life without you. My children. My sweets. My love. You have captured my heart.

You are not second best. You are not statistics. You mean more to this world, your family, and your Heavenly Father than you will ever fathom. You may have been born into a world of chaos and less than desirable circumstances, but you will leave this world a better place. You have inherited the fullness of God’s mercy and love. He loves you both as if you are His only children.

For you my son, your entry into our home was sudden. We had just a few hours to prepare. But, the moment my eyes focused on you, everything came to a screeching halt. I was in awe. You took my breath away. There you were, so small and vulnerable, and yet, so significant.

And you, my daughter, you literally arrived on our doorstep by the first angel who took you in. One look at you caused me to realize how incredibly blessed I was. You were more than an abandonment. You were more than a legal status. You were purposefully, wonderfully, and intentionally made.

Fostering you both was humbling, heart-wrenching at times, joyful, and full of so many life lessons. Actually, raising you is full of these things as well. Your imaginations inspire me. Your silliness tickles me. And, your love of all things new creates in me an excitement to explore the world with you. You both have colored my world with shades of goodness, lightness, and love.

You are both more than I could ever imagine. Adoption completed us. I am mightily aware of the blessed responsibility bestowed onto me. I would never go back to life before you. I don’t think I could. I thank the Lord daily for filling my life with the wonder of you.

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About Me

Hello, friend! My name is Caroline. I'm a wife and mother of three children. In 1983, at the age of eleven, I became gravely ill and ended up needing an emergency hysterectomy. I am blessed by the adoption of my children and have great peace with my "lot in life".
I am deeply passionate about encouraging others struggling with infertility and about advocacy for foster care (two of our kids were adopted out of foster care). I no longer consider myself barren. I consider myself fruitful, joyful, whole and blessed.
Photo Credit: Randy Bacon, Photographer www.7billionones.org